That is today, and as far as I can tell, it exists solely on the internet, and in coupons for all-meat pizzas. Nonetheless, since I am a man, let’s look at my day:
I woke up, as I usually do, and had a breakfast of oatmeal, one cup of coffee and some green tea. Hm, not too wild, so far. Biked to work, wearing shorts in 30-degree weather. Maybe a little bit there. Work, being, work generally cant be described as wild: some time in the lab, some time in and two meetings, one of which was for the safety committee. Uh-oh.
After work I went to yoga. Nope, not Bikram: too damn hot! Not naked yoga, either. I imagine that would be distracting. Nor was it laughter yoga. Our instructor does tell dirty jokes sometimes… but not today. Humph.
Then another meeting.
Well, I figured that if anything was going to get me points, maybe it would be dinner. Steak tartare, while listening to Guns ‘n’ Roses. Maybe a little wild. Perhaps I should go to the woods to drum and grunt next year. Or maybe, I’m done with wild. Or maybe not, and it just wasn’t the day for it.